Death Copyright © Thraves Thraveson 2007

The Battle's over now
There was no hope of winning
Still we fought
Shoulder to shoulder
Heart to heart
And gave no quarter

But Death held all the cards
And cheated when we won
The battle wasn’t fair
No referee stood by
Still we fought
And gave no quarter

No chance of victory
Was ours
No hope of winning
But still we fought
And fighting won
The moral victory